The true alchemists
Fill crystal with liquid gold
That cools as it burns.
Forward Motion
A step backward is a step forward
If you face the other way,
And the forward of tomorrow
May be the reverse of yesterday.
Or forward may be sideways
If you make a partial turn.
Yet the only way we move ahead
Is to choose and hope and learn.
For if I stop that motion,
All that I can stop is me.
And once I choose not to choose,
All those forwards cease to be.
Remember the Hangman
Remember the Hangman
Who came into town?
And, one by one,
Mowed the people down?
If we watch another
Do the same,
Aren’t we equally
To blame?
Driving Questions
Arbitrary or art,
Physics or fate –
Does it hold us, bound,
Or drive us to create?
Dare we wait ’til tomorrow
When tomorrows won’t wait?
How can we know if
Tomorrow’s too late?
Writing: a Cinquain
Writing
wonderful, horrid
drains, inspires, baffles
brings joy almost always
Life
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